Chapter XIII “HE WILL NOT FORGET!” The external changes in Brendon following on his alteration of fortune were sufficiently noticeable. ‘Shall we abandon the guard, then, sir?’ ‘Certainly not. So he shut his eyes. If I could but——” To escape from her thoughts she began to undress, humming a light tune to herself, though her eyes were hot with unshed tears, and the sobs kept rising in her throat. It surprises you. Lucy tried not to make her cringe noticeable. As she drew off her skirt she felt something in the pocket, and remembered the letter which the commissionaire at the Carlton had given her. This is your moment. The little streaks upon the germinating area of an egg, the nervous movements of an impatient horse, the trick of a calculating boy, the senses of a fish, the fungus at the root of a garden flower, and the slime upon a sea-wet rock—ten thousand such things bear their witness and are illuminated. Old Kesterton, choleric-looking individual nearly opposite, will curse the cooking till he’s black in the face, but he never misses a dinner. “I will not be drawn into a conversation with Mr.
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